How funny it is.
That non awkward distance.
The really quick jump on the fence.
The only way out. What everything is about.
A bit more laughter. Yet little shout.
They've left you.
So close like glue.
Starting to get sick like the damn flu.
Time to wake up.
Time to shut up.
They need to finally see what's in your cup.
They don't want you to be happy.
This is just so crappy.
Note this: Start the year off wrong. Since every year has started out right. Build that castle. Give no insight. They will ask how you are. Ask how you've been. Remember our quote "When you feel like losing, just buckle down and win".
- Author: Hidden Poet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 7th, 2020 23:50
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 17
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